Eloise
"Oh a lady now? Are my illusions really that good?" Eloise smirked, terribly tempted to think that they might be having fun.
There really was no logic to Eloise, Jack would soon find. Or perhaps she was truly a deep and complex creature; time probably wouldn't tell. What he'd find was that despite her need for attention, despite her pawing for cuddles and demands about being treated well, Eloise would certainly not respond well to long and lingering looks, soft caresses, or lips not followed by teeth.
Pulling him on top of her, her feet roaming to his ass to try and wriggle him out of his pants, the illusionist paused her wandering hands for a moment. "I promise not to fall in love with you." She vowed in a moment of earnestness, knowing that there were probably hoards of men and women before her who had mistaken Jack's dick for some promise of affection. "But I swear to gods if you cum on me to quickly, I'll do just that and ruin your fucking life." So saying, she's lean up to capture his lips, grinding her hips up and against him, relishing the feeling of finally having a response body against hers again.
There really was no logic to Eloise, Jack would soon find. Or perhaps she was truly a deep and complex creature; time probably wouldn't tell. What he'd find was that despite her need for attention, despite her pawing for cuddles and demands about being treated well, Eloise would certainly not respond well to long and lingering looks, soft caresses, or lips not followed by teeth.
Pulling him on top of her, her feet roaming to his ass to try and wriggle him out of his pants, the illusionist paused her wandering hands for a moment. "I promise not to fall in love with you." She vowed in a moment of earnestness, knowing that there were probably hoards of men and women before her who had mistaken Jack's dick for some promise of affection. "But I swear to gods if you cum on me to quickly, I'll do just that and ruin your fucking life." So saying, she's lean up to capture his lips, grinding her hips up and against him, relishing the feeling of finally having a response body against hers again.
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